Paroles et traduction 陳小春 - 友情岁月

友情岁月

消失的光阴散在风里 仿佛想不起再面对
流浪日子 你在伴随 有缘再聚

天真的声音已在减退 彼此为著目标相距
凝望夜空 往日是谁 领会心中疲累

来忘掉错对 来怀念过去 曾共渡患难日子总有乐趣
不相信会绝望 不感觉到踌躇 在美梦里竞争 每日拚命进取

奔波的风雨里 不羁的醒与醉 所有故事像已发生飘泊岁月里
风吹过已静下 将心意再还谁 让眼泪已带走夜憔悴

天真的声音已在减退 彼此为著目标相距
凝望夜空 往日是谁 领会心中疲累

来忘掉错对 来怀念过去 曾共渡患难日子总有乐趣
不相信会绝望 不感觉到踌躇 在美梦里竞争 每日拚命进取

奔波的风雨里 不羁的醒与醉 所有故事像已发生飘泊岁月里
风吹过已静下 将心意再还谁 让眼泪已带走夜憔悴

来忘掉错对 来怀念过去 曾共渡患难日子总有乐趣
不相信会绝望 不感觉到踌躇 在美梦里竞争 每日拚命进取

奔波的风雨里 不羁的醒与醉 所有故事像已发生飘泊岁月里
风吹过已静下 将心意再还谁 让眼泪已带走夜憔悴

Years of Friendship

Fading sunlight scatters in the wind, as if I can't remember ever facing it.
During my wandering days, you were there, and we'll meet again if it's meant to be.

Our naive voices have faded, as we pursue our separate paths.
Gazing up at the night sky, who was the one who understood the weariness in my heart?

Let's forget our mistakes and remember the past—there was always joy in those days of shared suffering.
We didn't believe in despair, we had no hesitations, we competed in our dreams, striving hard every day.

In the hustle and bustle of life, we awake and indulge without restraint, as if all our stories have already unfolded in the years that have passed.
The wind has calmed down, returning my thoughts to me. Let the tears wash away the weariness of the night.

Our naive voices have faded, as we pursue our separate paths.
Gazing up at the night sky, who was the one who understood the weariness in my heart?

Let's forget our mistakes and remember the past—there was always joy in those days of shared suffering.
We didn't believe in despair, we had no hesitations, we competed in our dreams, striving hard every day.

In the hustle and bustle of life, we awake and indulge without restraint, as if all our stories have already unfolded in the years that have passed.
The wind has calmed down, returning my thoughts to me. Let the tears wash away the weariness of the night.

Let's forget our mistakes and remember the past—there was always joy in those days of shared suffering.
We didn't believe in despair, we had no hesitations, we competed in our dreams, striving hard every day.

In the hustle and bustle of life, we awake and indulge without restraint, as if all our stories have already unfolded in the years that have passed.
The wind has calmed down, returning my thoughts to me. Let the tears wash away the weariness of the night.